Thank Zeus For Cashmere.
it's below freezing in girlhattan.
i usually go outside with my hair slightly wet from the shower, but not when it's this cold.
so last night i went to red market, a salon in the meat packing district that stays open until 11pm. so fucking smart.
my stylist, david, was from paris et nous avons parlé français - i learned that "les mèches" are highlights.
but what's really saving my life is cashmere.
cashmere sweater and cashmere socks. i wish i had cashmere everything. if i had oodles of $$$ i would get skull sweaters from lucien pellat-finet, je pense qu'il est français aussi.
maybe i should rent or adopt a lil cashmere kid, he could live in the "courtyard" of my building and eat chinese food and i could learn to knit.
they are super cute.
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